Broken Open

Unsent

Pride

(12-18-02)

I am not well.
I feel things
Bad things.
I cannot bring myself to hurt
You.
Everything is my own
Fault.
Clowns laugh at me.
My blood is
Poison,
Boiling in my veins.
Bring the leeches.
Bring the leeches.
I claw my skin.
Nothing takes away
The pain within.
I am
Anemic in love.
I bleed
Profusely.
There is no
Stopping it.
Vain and silly girl,
You think I die for you?
The Lowest thing I
Scrape from my shoe..........
You are not worthy.
A catalyst,
Simple hand me down
Lies.
I am
And always have been
So much larger than
You.
Be proud
In your twisted way,
To rid the world
Of what you found
A challenge
To your petty self.
Children rot
Through what we give
To them.
This is your
Legacy.
Take pride
In what you have
Become.
Take pride in what you tried,
But could not take
From me.
Take pride in your
Pathetic destiny.